Lynn didn’t move. Her eyes were wide – but she did not cover herself as I blatantly carried my naked sister back to our bed and deposited her on t...he edge. I then quickly moved over her back into the middle, and grabbed the coverings to hoist them over us. I grunted once as I began to settle down, moving one arm underneath Lynn’s shoulders, and the other underneath where Amanna’s would be. Then I pulled them closer to me.As if on cue, both of them came to me, resting their heads on my chest and. "Honey, did you notice you're driving everywhere and ordering for me?" Well, it just kind of happened, I'm taking care of my baby while sherecovers." You just called me a she!" I whispered distressed."I'm sorry honey. Your face is healing and it's hard to look at you andthink he." She reached into her purse and pulled out a pocket mirror."Look at you, your face is pretty." I knew from this morning's bathroommirror that she was right. My face was healing very well, most of theugly. No part of this story may be published at any other site without the express permission of the author. © January 20, 2010 ********** Dazed and barely conscious, Eric slumped forward against his steering wheel. As blood began to pulse from the gash in his forehead his mind went totally blank. And for a second or two, nothing registered, not even the loud ringing in his ears. Then as the red fluid began to drip from the end of his nose, flashes of memory started to return. But they were too. She wrapped her legs around her strong lover, threw back her head and screamed out a long, shattering orgasm. Brad slammed into her, keeping up, tightening up his face in an effort to hold back his own cum. With a deep sigh, Jill opened her eyes, grinning at her lover and the two wildly masturbating voyeurs. “Oh, that was wonderful! So strong.” “I need a quick break. Let’s switch to doggy,” gasped Brad, barely containing himself. He slipped from her cunt’s grasp. Jill quickly rolled onto her.